After killing four concubines, the queen was sentenced to death and reborn

Zheng Xiyan walked out of Yuhua Palace. The morning light was just beginning to shine. She opened her red lips and said, "Let's go to Zichen Palace."

Biluo followed closely behind, his brows full of worry, and finally he couldn't help but call out softly, "Empress!" There was a barely perceptible eagerness in his voice.

Zheng Xiyan looked back, her eyes were gentle, and she said, "Although His Majesty has not summoned her these days, I think His Majesty is still thinking about her. Now that Concubine Yi has caught a cold, I should go and inform His Majesty."

"I understand." Biluo responded.

The phoenix carriage moved slowly forward, passing through the imperial garden full of flowers, and the petals danced in the wind.

In the Purple Palace, the scent of ambergris rose in the air, and a faint sense of majesty and tranquility permeated the air. Zheng Xiyan did not let the attendants inform her, but walked into the palace with light lotus steps, only to see Xiao Xuanchen buried in his papers, with a slightly tired look between his brows. Her arrival instantly broke the tranquility.

"Why is the Queen here?" Xiao Xuanchen looked up, a hint of surprise and joy in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. May your Majesty be well and safe." Zheng Xiyan bowed gracefully, her demeanor showing the demeanor of a noble person.

"Stop being so polite." Xiao Xuanchen quickly stood up and helped her up personally.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Zheng Xiyan stood up, her eyes as gentle as water, and whispered softly: "Your Majesty, Concubine Yi is ill."

"What?" Xiao Xuanchen's face suddenly changed when he heard this, and his anxiety was evident on his face.

"This morning, the maid from Yuhua Palace reported that I have gone to visit him in person and summoned Imperial Doctor Yuan to treat him." Zheng Xiyan explained in detail.

"How is Concubine Yi now? Is she seriously injured?" Xiao Xuanchen's voice was full of concern.

"It's cold in autumn, and Concubine Yi accidentally caught a cold. Imperial Physician Yuan said she needs to rest and recuperate for some time." Zheng Xiyan told the truth, but there was a hint of imperceptible worry in her tone.

"I'll go see her." Having said that, Xiao Xuanchen was about to get up and leave.

Zheng Xiyan gently pressed his arm and said softly, "Your Majesty, wait a minute. Concubine Yi is now resting, and going there now may disturb her peace. Moreover, Your Majesty should remember your mother's teachings. I have ordered Zi Rui to serve you. She knows a little about medicine and will definitely be able to take good care of Concubine Yi."

Hearing this, Xiao Xuanchen felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He looked at Zheng Xiyan with eyes full of relief and gratitude: "The Queen is still thoughtful."

"This is what a concubine should do."

He gently held her waist, scratched her nose lovingly, and said with a smile: "Mother, you are always worried that I will neglect you. Mother, you are really worrying too much. In my heart, the Queen will always be irreplaceable."

Although Zheng Xiyan felt sick in her heart, she smiled gently and charmingly. She patted Xiao Xuanchen's chest to hide her inner disgust: "Your Majesty, you are joking. Your Majesty and I are already an old couple."

"Stay and have lunch with me!" Xiao Xuanchen suggested, with a gentle tone that could not be refused.

Zheng Xiyan smiled slightly and agreed: "Okay." She snuggled in Xiao Xuanchen's arms, and Xiao Xuanchen smiled.

After lunch, Xiao Xuanchen gently stroked the edge of the table, then said calmly: "Let's leave!"

The attendants responded with quick and respectful movements.

Xiao Xuanchen's eyes slowly fell on Zheng Xiyan, with a hint of playfulness and tenderness in his eyes. He slowly stood up and walked towards her steadily. His hand naturally covered the back of her hand and he gently pulled it. Zheng Xiyan stood up involuntarily and asked, "What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

Xiao Xuanchen said nothing, but a mysterious smile appeared on his lips, and then he turned around and held her in his arms. Zheng Xiyan exclaimed, then her cheeks flushed, her eyes drooped, and she said softly in a coquettish manner: "Your Majesty, this..."

Xiao Xuanchen smiled dotingly, he held her in his arms and walked into the bedroom with steady steps.

The two figures were entangled in the bedroom. Zheng Xiyan tried her best to seduce him. The air was filled with a faint fragrance, which she had prepared in advance.

After the session, Xiao Xuanchen fell into a deep sleep with a look of satisfaction and peace on his face. Zheng Xiyan, though weak all over, was unusually awake.

An hour later, the bedroom returned to peace. Zheng Xiyan sat alone on the couch, holding an ancient book in her hands, her eyes sometimes focused and sometimes wandering. Xiao Xuanchen woke up slowly on the bed, a trace of fatigue flashed in his eyes, but he was immediately attracted by Zheng Xiyan's quiet figure beside him. He sat up, his eyes fell on her gently, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

"Your Majesty is awake." Zheng Xiyan noticed his movement and said softly, then put down the book in her hand and slowly walked towards him. Xiao Xuanchen stretched out his hand and pulled her back into his arms, and the two snuggled together.

"Would it be okay for the Queen to stay in the Zichen Palace tonight?" There was a barely perceptible hint of expectation in Xiao Xuanchen's voice.

Zheng Xiyan shook her head gently, a trace of apology flashing in her eyes: "Your Majesty, I have promised Yue'er that I will tell her a story. Your Majesty will not let me go back on my word, right?"

Hearing this, Xiao Xuanchen smiled helplessly, but also felt relieved: "Then I will accompany you back to Weiyang Palace."

"I'm afraid I can't agree to your Majesty." Zheng Xiyan answered with a hint of determination.

"Why?" Xiao Xuanchen was puzzled.

"Yuer said that she wants me to sleep with her tonight, and I have agreed." Zheng Xiyan explained, her tone full of pampering and tenderness.

Xiao Xuanchen heard this, a trace of disappointment flashed across his face, but then he pretended to be relaxed and said: "In your heart now, I am not even as good as Yue'er?"

Zheng Xiyan chuckled, with a cunning light in her eyes: "How can Your Majesty compete for favor with your own daughter?"

"Forget it, I give up." Xiao Xuanchen shook his head and smiled bitterly, but he was relieved.

Zheng Xiyan left the Purple Palace and returned to the Weiyang Palace. She told the maid to prepare hot water. She wanted to take a bath and change clothes to wash away the fatigue and dust on her body. The hot steam in the bathtub enveloped her whole body and slowly calmed her heart.

After walking out of the bathroom, Zheng Xiyan changed into a light nightgown and sat in front of the bronze mirror, letting the maid comb her hair. She asked softly, "How is Yuhua Palace?"

Biluo replied respectfully: "Don't worry, your Majesty, Zirui has been guarding there, and Concubine Yi has woken up."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Xiyan nodded slightly, but was thinking secretly in her heart.

In Yuhua Palace, Zhang Mengying lay on the bed with a pale face, and Zirui was patiently feeding her soup. Zhang Mengying's eyes were full of struggle and pain, and she didn't want to drink the soup.

Zi Rui advised: "Empress Yi, your health is the most important."

"I don't want to drink."

Zi Rui asked, "My Lady, do you regret it?"

Zhang Mengying heard this and shook her head gently, tears welling up in her eyes: "I don't regret it, I'm just afraid that he will dislike me."

Zi Rui heard the deep meaning in her words and comforted her: "If he really loves you, he won't care about these things. If he doesn't love you, you still have to love yourself, right? You are not doing this for anyone else, but for yourself."